Qin Juan pushed her bicycle while Old Mrs. Jia held Ningning’s hand. The three of them walked home at a leisurely pace.
Qin Juan curiously spoke, "Mom, what brings you here at this time?"
When she left, Old Mrs. Jia was still tidying up her room.
Recalling the situation, Old Mrs. Jia shuddered, "I saw you out there for so long and felt uneasy, so I took Ningning for a stroll. Upon reaching the night market, I heard there was a fight. For some reason, my right eyelid wouldn’t stop twitching, and from afar, I could see people bullying you. Though I’m confident in my own strength, even a hero can’t fend off many hands. Just as a brave man can’t overcome a crowd, I and two women managed somehow. But you’re pregnant, you can’t take things lightly. It just so happened that someone nearby was going to Qin’s Buns Shop for lunch. So, I thought of our relatives’ bun shop at the night market and had Ningning call for help while I went ahead to assist. How about it? Did I slow you down, dear?"
Hearing her say "even a hero can’t fend off many hands" almost made Qin Juan laugh.
By the end, a faint smile graced her lips, "No, I’m so glad you came, Mom."
"That’s right," Old Mrs. Jia said proudly. "I’m telling you, Juanzi, as women, we can’t be too honest. The world bullies honest people; even a clay figurine has a bit of fire. If I hadn’t been tough, when Liangzi’s father passed away, we would have been bullied to death..."
Qin Juan knew some things about the Jia Family.
Jia Liang’s father died young, and Jia Liang’s uncles tried to seize their house.
It was her mother-in-law who, wielding a kitchen knife, fought those few people to keep their house, maintaining a refuge for herself and her child.
The little old lady was still going on and on. Noticing Qin Juan’s prolonged silence, her expression suddenly changed, "Juanzi, you don’t think I’m too domineering, do you? Rest assured, Mom only acts this way with outsiders, never at home with family."
Earlier, she had been too agitated and couldn’t help but reveal her past.
Could she have scared her daughter-in-law?
Her son had told her that when her daughter-in-law was with the Zhang Family, her previous mother-in-law’s family had beaten her, which led to her divorce.
She better not frighten her daughter-in-law away.
Qin Juan, holding the bike with one hand, squeezed the old lady’s hand with the other, "Mom, I understand. They forced you; you’re actually a very good person."
Now Old Mrs. Jia was happy again.
She placed Ningning’s little hand in Qin Juan’s, "You take the child, I’ll push the bicycle."
"Mom, I’m not tired, let me push it."
Old Mrs. Jia grabbed the handlebar resolutely, "It’s just pushing a bicycle, this old lady can still do it."
With a cheerful smile, Old Mrs. Jia briskly made her way home, her small feet moving steadily and rapidly.
If she weren’t worried about her pregnant daughter-in-law keeping up, she’d probably be skipping along.
But as soon as they stepped into their own yard, her cheerful mood was abruptly dampened as if a bucket of cold water was thrown over her, even the smile on her face faded away.
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